All language subtitles for Rawhide T7EP30

Hello there.

Anybody here?

Old man, when I get back on my
feet, I'm gonna settle up with you.

- That meat was good.
- It was rotten.

It was not.

It was you and that partner of
yours brought in a dirty camp disease.

Shut up. You're out of the weather,
ain't you? Save your strength.

Must've been
some kind of poison.

I still think it was
blood cholera.

Next stop's gonna be Gold Ridge.

I'm afraid somebody's
gonna have to go on.

All right, you lover.

No, me? I'm somebody else.

Oh, I thought you were...

I'll tell you what, uh, how
about let's starting out all even?

- Sure, I'm sorry.
- That's all right.

Why, what are you
doing here anyways?

I was on my way to Fort Macleod

and my horse spooked at a dust
whirl, and broke his leg, and I had to...

Too bad.

- Uh, what's your name?
- Lottie Denton.

If you got a spare
horse, I'll be on my way.

I'm sorry, I haven't
got one to spare.

How come you're so
fast with a gun anyway?

Well, I heard this town was
a hangout for hard cases.

Who are you anyway?
They sick or something?

We're drovers.

We got a herd about 30 miles
south of here, in a box canyon.

That's where they
picked up the sickness.

What about you? You ain't sick.

Oh, I was away at the time.
I'm the trail boss of the outfit.

My name is Favor, Gil Favor.

This, whatever it is, uh,

don't know whether they picked it
up from the food, or the water, or what.

But we buried one man already,
we don't wanna lose any more.

Say, maybe you could
help me tending them.

- Well, I...
- Oh, look, just through the night

then, uh, in the morning

maybe I could let you
have that horse you need.

I'm sorry, I'd like to help
out here, but I don't know.

- One woman alone with six cowboys.
- Oh, no, nothing like that.

Look, they're
half sick to death.

You know, I'm just worried
about getting them well.

Honest.

Quince, you look
about the most alive,

you think you can
make it to Gold Ridge?

Well, I guess if the
horse can make it, I can.

Oh, wait a minute,
wait a minute.

We don't really know if
whatever it is is catching or not.

Could be cholera,
typhoid, almost anything.

But, uh, it isn't fair to
ask you to stay like this.

Maybe you'd better go with
Quince to Gold Ridge, huh?

No, no, not Gold... Uh...

I've got no business
in Gold Ridge.

I mean, I've had every kind
of mining camp misery there is.

Well, I just gave up long time ago
being afraid of catching anything.

You need me to
help you out here.

Well, that's fine,
that's fine. Thank you.

Quince, be careful,
it's rough country.

Yeah, you just hang
tight. I'll get that doctor.

If what they got's catching,
there's no sense in helping it catch.

If you give me a hand,
we can separate them,

make them more comfortable.

- Right.
- I can rest here.

Come on, mister, you let me help
you. Then you can rest all you want.

Thank you.

- There you are, sir.
- Sir?

Everybody calls me Mushy.

Well, I'd rather
call you "mister."

You... You must be an angel.

I'm afraid not. I'm all human.

Come on, Brown.

I see you picked the best room
in the house for yourself again.

You're real funny, fella.

Uh... Uh, wait, lady,
that's too heavy for you.

You playing games with me?

Where I come from, a woman
don't work like that for a man,

unless she's wife to him.

Well, we got a
little ways to go yet.

If I'd ever found a woman that
could pull alongside me steady,

I'd had us a pretty little
homestead in Montana by now.

Working together, just
like a good team of horses.

Yes, ma'am. Good horses.

Little Palomino and
a big iron-shod breed.

Oh, no, ma'am, I
mean, fair and square.

Even. Uh, give and take.

Well, you keep
looking for her, friend,

and maybe you'll find
her sooner than you think.

Any sign?

Not yet, Monte. We've been
way over to the other ridge.

- You see her?
- Nope. She's not on the Mocho Trail.

That takes nerve.

She must be down that
mountain someplace.

Figure she's reached help?

There ain't nothing down
there except Gray Rock.

Ain't nobody there
except them in Boothill.

Don't tempt the devil.

That woman would
stir up a dead man,

just for the sake
of killing him again.

Come on.

Gotta cool that fever down some.

You remind me of somebody
I knew once, you know?

Your name is Lottie, huh?

That's right. You're Rowdy.

Yeah, by name only, not nature.

You feeling any better?

I feel like I swallowed
a whole skunk farm,

- until you came along.
- Heh. That's what I like.

A man who can joke no
matter how he's feeling.

Not like your boss.

Oh, how do you mean?

Well, he seems kind
of heartless, doesn't he?

He's got a lot on his mind.

The herd and now
everybody sick and all.

And all, top man.

You all right?

Yeah.

Just wishing I
was a bit younger.

We don't get younger,
we just get smarter.

Are you getting tired of
carrying Mr. Favor's load for him?

Well,

I do get tired of nursemaiding
his bunch of ingrates day after day.

Just because I look
like a splinter in the wind,

don't mean I'd ever
let a friend down.

Of course you wouldn't.

You are an exceptional,
generous, understanding gentleman.

Just like every other man
who wears pants and spurs.

Oh, don't you worry, Mr. Favor,
he's weak but he's all right.

He bearing a grudge against you?

No. Not that I know
of, anyways. Why?

Oh, never mind. A
man can say anything.

- Especially when he's delirious.
- Ah.

I guess we'll just have to hope

that with resting awhile,
they can pull through.

Oh, sure. Plenty of peace and
quiet, that's the best medicine there is.

And you?

Strange you're being
here like this though.

Lucky, I mean, though.

I'd have had a hard time
handling them all by myself.

Well, any woman married
to a mining engineer

gets to learn first aid and
nursing mighty quickly.

Is your husband, uh, still
working in Gold Ridge?

No more.

I ain't got anybody to lean on
and I'm not asking for any help.

You understand that.

It's only fair to
tell you, Mr. Favor,

that, well, I'm on the run

and if I stay here, I'm
likely to get caught.

You care to tell me
what you're running from?

No, that's all I'm gonna say.

No use in everybody's
getting involved in my troubles.

Hey, you're involved in ours.

Slow down there,
Mr. Favor, it's a long night.

Like I said, don't
worry about me.

I'll, uh... I'll get some
saddle blankets.

Hey, is anybody here?

Is there something you needed?

Yeah, I was feeling a little
chill but I ain't anymore.

I'm Marty Brown.

Well, hi there, Marty Brown.

I'll see if I can find something
to cover you up with.

Funny you being here alone.

I didn't hardly have any
choice, my horse went lame.

Bad country to travel single,
especially for a she like you.

Come over here
where I can talk to you.

Something ain't right.

Something just don't seem...

I don't belong to this group
of fork-legged cow nannies.

I made every big
town in the country.

My head's been going round and
round about some blondie woman

I heard about in the mines.

Some blondie woman
drove everybody crazy.

Well, there's always plenty of
blonds around to gossip about.

I'm not talking about
the color of her hair.

They said she's like
a herd of palominos

in a ripe wheat field, like you.

Said she's all woman,
heh, and then some.

Come here, Palomino.

Don't.

Sure.

Just so we know where we stand.

No chance.

You look even better
when you're acting mad.

Mr. Favor isn't gonna
like you pawing me.

Sure he's got his
own kind of plans.

But you need somebody
that's got your class.

No thanks.

Me and you, Lottie, I'll make
you the queen of San Francisco.

Why? Why me?

You just can't resist
a real man, can you?

Heh. Man, ha, ha. Look at you.

You're broad in the shoulders
and narrow in the head.

And you're so weak,
you can't even stand up.

You're children, every one
of you, and it makes me sick.

You all think you're
so blue perfect,

and it don't count that I just give
and give and give, and you take.

Marty Brown, don't say I
didn't give you fair warning.

All right, Palomino. Come
over here, let's get friendly like.

Miss Lottie.

Marty Brown, you're
just gonna get hurt.

I said come here.

You wanna play with Lottie?

Come on. Come on over here.
Let's dance around the room a little bit.

Come on, big man. Come on.

You wanna dance with me?
Come on, come on, honey, come on.

Come on over here.

- That's enough.
- You keep out of it.

Be careful, please.

Don't worry, Miss
Lottie, I'll take care of him.

You're gonna get hurt, boy.

You gonna leave her alone now?

- Ah, go on, go on, go on.
- That's enough, mister.

I think he's learned
his lesson now.

- He won't bother you anymore.
- Thanks.

Help me, Palomino, I'm
burning up, I gotta have water.

- Let me have some.
- Just a minute.

For you.

There's some water, drink it up.

That's right,
boys, drink it all.

Drink it all down.

That's it, that's it.

Drink it all.

Hey, stranger,
what's the trouble?

I lost my horse.
I've gotta go on.

Slow down a minute. Go where?

Gold Ridge. Doctor.

I've got some real
sick men back there.

You look kind of
broke down yourself.

I just need a horse.

You take him in, get
to Croaker. We'll go on.

Anyone back down there
helping the sick ones?

Boss, a woman.

A real fair kind of woman?

She was already at the
hotel when we got there.

Then you know where we'll be.

My head.

Take it easy, mister.

You shouldn't be
messing with me.

Listen, mister, you're just
as good as anybody else.

It's just that Mr. Favor
shames you so.

He tries... He tries to
be fair, fair to everybody.

Maybe... Maybe his idea
of fair is different from mine.

Did he say something
wrong to you?

Oh, just never mind, it'll
all come out in the wash.

Sometimes...

Sometimes he's kind of
high and mighty. Sometimes.

You sure you don't
have a fever too?

No. Don't even think it. All
this is more than enough as it is.

Got a lot of things to look
after. Cows, horses, men.

And now I've got a woman
in the menagerie, huh?

I have to be moving
on in the morning.

Maybe you don't have to.
Maybe if you told me all about it.

This is the only way
out. If I stay here, they...

They?

Always "they."

If I knew who "they" was,
I might be able to help.

You got trouble already.

Might not be any trouble,
might even be a pleasure,

considering all
you've done for us.

Can you teach
me how to use this?

It isn't how to use it, girl, it's
when you use it that counts.

The time is closer
than you think.

Lottie, you can't be
a loner all the time.

You gotta break down and
trust somebody sometime.

Trust? Mr. Favor,

trust is a word
for little girls.

Whoa, there, Rowdy, you
hadn't ought to be out of bed.

Lottie, I woke up and I
was worried about you.

Well, all we want is everybody
well and back on their feet.

When I was a kid, I had scarlet
fever and it felt a lot like this.

My ma, she used
to... She'd make...

Used to mix up some hot drink
out of willow, while using honey.

I bet everybody
respected your mother.

Reminded me a
lot of you, Lottie.

I never knew my mother

but your boss reminds
me of my father.

Hard and cold and
always has to be right.

Yeah, he is, a lot of the time.

Well, maybe so, I don't
know him as well as you do.

But I do know that
men will put up with a lot

when they're worked half
to death most of the time

and don't have time to think.

You got something there.

Here, let me help you.

No you don't. No, you just
lay right back down there.

But I ought to be helping.

Well, you can help most
by figuring out what you got.

I just know it wasn't
my cooking did it.

Well, of course not.

You were all fine, until Mr. Favor
hired on that Brown and his friend.

Yeah, they probably
brought it with them.

Before we ever got onto
it, one of them up and died.

Never did know his name.

You'd think that a trail
boss would think twice

before he hired
on people like that.

Oh, well, when you're shorthanded,
you gotta take what you can get.

I suppose so.

Just don't mind me, Wishbone,
I'm just another gabby female.

Oh, lady.

I been listening to
prairie wind so long,

I even forgot how nice
a lady's voice can sound.

I never did like that wind.

Always sounded like somebody's
heart breaking for loneliness.

You hear it more
when you hit my age.

Begin to count the wasted days

dribbling through springtime,
summer, fall and winter.

Until they're all winter.

And every day is
dry and cold and gray.

A man shouldn't waste them all.

No.

What's going on here? I thought
you were supposed to be kept warm.

I'm all right, nice and cool.

I thought Lottie was
watching over you.

I guess you're cooled
off enough now.

She said that I
could be getting up...

Well, I'm telling you you're laying
down and you're keeping warm.

Just a second,
mister, I ain't your dog.

All right, all right, I'm sorry.

Seems like we're all
getting awful touchy.

Hey, you must be tired.

There's lots to do and
tomorrow is another day.

Where do you go
from here, Lottie?

Oh, I don't know,
anywhere, away from here.

Could be a long hard ways.

I thought you was
supposed to be married.

- Widowed.
- I'm sorry.

I'm not. It's just been one
dirty mining camp after another.

I thought a woman was
supposed to want her own home.

Security and things like that.

I thought so too. Not anymore.

It hurts too much. From
now on, I play it my way.

And if you found
somebody who didn't hurt?

It'd be the first time.

Sound pretty bitter, girl.

It ain't that difficult to see you
standing around in a starched apron.

I bet just about anything
that what you seem to be

and what you really are, are
two entirely different things.

Gil Favor, you may be
a cattle-driving genius,

but you just don't know
nothing about women.

I'd still like to know why
you left Gold Ridge though.

Well, I guess you
got a right to know.

My husband, Hale,
was a mining engineer,

and it was kind of
like being in the Army.

He was always busy,
always away far somewhere

and always doing
something I couldn't share in.

Well, I'm not much of a one
for buzzing around sewing bees.

No, I guess you wouldn't be.

Well, one afternoon,
my husband came home

and he found his partner there.

There wasn't nothing
scandalous about it.

Monte never even looked
at me that way, ever.

But Hale had a terrible temper.

And there was a fight,

and somebody dropped
a gun and I picked it up...

and it went off.

And my husband fell
and Monte disappeared.

Well, I was just
about out of my mind

and then I heard all these men
running, this pack of men running

and I got panicky.

So I just jumped on a
horse and I rode out of there.

Out of that town, this way.

So the law is after you?

There isn't any
law in Gold Ridge.

These are my husband's friends,
and they're not after justice, Mr. Favor,

they're after blood.

Can't blame you
from running from that.

Nobody would ever
believe my side of the story.

I knew you'd come back.

Here, have some
coffee, it's all we've got.

Here.

Look, Marty Brown, you
start getting funny with me,

Gil Favor is gonna be
bringing your coffee.

You and me will go to
the Bright Lights Dance,

soon as I get to feeling better.

Look, I already saw
the Bright Lights Dance

and I didn't like it.

That lady up in the mining camp.

Seems I remember
she was married.

So, what's wrong with marriage?

Some other things too.

Some other things
I heard, that...

she wasn't so settled down.

Don't worry, Palomino,
I ain't perfect either.

I got plans for us.

Funny, everybody's got
different plans. You and me.

Uh, coffee tastes salty.

- Have some water.
- No.

Help me, Palomino, the
fever is coming back again.

- Have some more water.
- No, no.

You've been sweating too
much, got yourself all disturbed.

Help me. Help me, somebody!

I'm freezing. I'm freezing.

I feel a little better.

Gotta watch out
with these things.

They're kind of dangerous
when they're loaded.

I was just thinking how much
good it can do when it's loaded.

Huh. A gun ain't much
of a do-gooder, Lottie.

I'll bet you're the best
gun fighter in the bunch.

Maybe, but I ain't got
the ambition to find out.

Wouldn't you use one to
protect somebody you cared for?

- Sure, sure. What's the matter?
- Nothing.

Nothing yet.

Help me. Help me.

Take it easy, Brown.

Not Boothill, I don't
want none of that Boothill.

That's better, huh?

I thought, uh, Lottie was
supposed to be taking care of you.

She was taking
care of me, all right.

She's gonna take
care of everybody.

You better watch
her, mister. She's...

- Get away from me, you she-devil!
- I'm just trying to help.

I've been around.
Your game is about up.

Why, what's the matter, lover?

I thought it was you and me,
big man Brown and little Lottie,

gonna see the Lights Dance,
gonna be queen of San Francisco.

Gonna be, I just
don't know what all.

You're quicksand,
you're a painted spider.

I'm gonna squash you
if it's the last thing I do.

Why, Marty Brown,

didn't anybody every tell you
you shouldn't ever threaten a lady?

No! What are you doing?
What are you doing?

No! Now get out of here. Get
out of here, I don't want you here.

Get out, get out of here.

No, get out. No,
get out. No! No!

- It'll be morning soon.
- Yeah, yeah.

Good thing we got
plenty of blankets.

Mm-hm.

What's the matter, Gil, is
something bothering you?

Yeah, I gotta admit
something, yes.

What is it?

Well, it's just the men,

you sure got them falling
all over themselves for you.

Got them all buffaloed to a
fare-thee-well, except maybe Brown.

What are you trying to say?

It's not that I don't appreciate
all the help you done, I do.

It's just that...

Well, I mean, now...

Look, I'm not saying that you're
trying to take them over but...

It isn't that, Gil, it's just that
they sense that I need them.

Well, I wouldn't stand
a chance against a mob.

Yeah, I know that. And
I wanna help all I can.

But them being
as sick as they are,

well, I just want you to
understand that I can't have them

getting in a battle
that they got no part of.

- Like blazes.
- You simmer down.

Miss Lottie, I got a
gun and it's ready.

There may be 20, 30 men coming.

And you won't be able to
handle that kind of ruckus.

Quit trying to
hog all the glory.

You see what I mean?

I can still line up a
sight just as good as you.

Maybe a little bit better.

I'm with you,
Wish. I'll help out.

Brown and Mushy would
help too, if they was able.

Well, you just simmer down.
Don't get yourself into a sweat.

You're supposed to
be lying down anyways.

Now you look here, this
young lady could've got away

but she didn't. She
stayed and tended to us.

Now you don't think
we're gonna turn her over

to the first bunch of
coyotes that come through.

Did I say turn her
over to the coyotes?

Look, all I'm saying is, we ought
to use a little bit of reasoning

and talk to these people first,

instead of just jumping
right into a battle.

Don't wanna do any
talking, we got plenty of guns.

Now, now, hold it boys.
This is my problem.

There's no argument about this,
Lottie. We're sticking together, right now.

She's down there somewhere.

She'd be down in that hotel,
I think. Her and them drovers.

Best thing, we split. We'll go
in one at a time, slow and easy.

Try every building and we'll
make our way toward the hotel.

Remember, don't take
nothing for granted.

Brown, where's
Miss Lottie? Brown?

Brown?

Mr. Favor. Mr. Favor!

- What is it?
- It's Brown, you better look at him.

Seemed all right a while ago.

I come in to talk to him once.

I thought he was out
of his head maybe.

Did he say anything?

He said something like...
He said he knew her!

Here they come.

Hold your fire. Come on,
get back from that window.

Yeah, just like she said.

They probably got
more backing them up.

I said get back, I'm
gonna talk to them.

Talk? They're not about
to waste time talking.

But they're not taking
our Lottie neither.

Lottie, hold it!

Cut it out! Hold it! Lottie!

- How is it?
- That's nothing.

But you were sure
right about that woman.

She only likes dead men.

Rowdy, would you cut that out?

- What do you think?
- I won't leave without her.

She killed my partner.

And I didn't come down here
to watch her laugh at us either.

Pour it on.

Cut it out! Cut it out!

- Got a bite to it.
- Good.

Too bad it didn't
blow your head off.

- There you are, mister.
- Miss Lottie, about what Brown said.

Brown is sick.

But Brown, what he said?

- I'm sick too.
- Yeah, you sure are, Mushy.

Rowdy, will you hold it?
You're crazy with the sickness.

At least give me a chance
to settle it reasonable.

You talk too much, fella.

Look, lady, you were the
one what started this mess.

You're gonna clean it up.
Now, what's going on out there?

You can ask your
questions later!

- The truth, now!
- She killed Brown.

No.

She told me she was gonna
do it. I didn't believe her.

I thought it was the fever.

You were sick.
He's got a bad fever.

If Mushy says you killed
Brown, I'm willing to believe him

unless you come up with
a better explanation. Well?

Now!

All right, Mr. Favor, all right.

Brown was just
like all the rest.

And the time is long gone

since I have to knuckle
under the scum like that.

When I was 15, there was a sweet-
talking gambler came through town.

And when I went his way,

he put his boots to me
until I put a knife to him.

Him... No, you're...

You're gonna
hear the rest of this.

And then there was a
nice, sweet, old farmer.

He took me in.

And I scrubbed his floors
and I washed his pigs.

And I listened to him while he
raved about how good he was

and how bad I was and
tried to prove it to me.

And I got away and I got to the big
city. And I tried to get an honest job!

But you know how that came out.

And then Hale Denton found
me and we went to traveling.

And it was one mining camp
after another, all like Gold Ridge.

And nobody, nobody,
nobody! Except maybe Monte,

ever thought that little
sweet Lottie Denton

was anything in
the world except a...

And I killed Hale,
and I killed Brown.

And I'm just sorry, Mr. Favor,
I didn't get to you and them.

Because you're all the same!

Monte, marvelous Monte.

I'm sorry, Lottie.

I hate you.

I hate every one of you.

I hate...

I didn't know who she was.

No, I guess maybe nobody did.

Head them up! Move them out!